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o.gomez

  • Teaching

    Explaining teaching to those who’ve never taught but think they know more about it than you do.

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  • Resting

    Driving home, I saw a young mother sitting on a street bench outside as she waited for the bus, hugging her toddler boy’s small body as it rested on her chest. A memory from when I was a child came to me.

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  • Paulino

    It was around 2pm on a weekday. My phone rang and it was you. You were drunk.

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  • Mom’s Note

    “I learned to appreciate life a lot more!!! I learned to get rid of depression by breath[ing] slowly in and out several times daily to relax, to listen to music and dance to it, to laugh.”

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  • Nice Guy

    “I need a ride. Take me home.” I did. Stupid. I shouldn’t have but being nice was always my constant curse and offering her a ride home was the most recent example of this fault in my then 19-year-old self. She wasn’t a stranger. She wasn’t an acquaintance or only a friend. Throughout high school,

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  • Kids. Life.

    Having children is an act of selfishness.

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[tee∙lee∙CHEH∙rows]
n. (indigenous Mexican Nahuatl):
old clothing, rags, or trinkets;
collection of things with little or no use

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